Wu Po Jiuxiao

One thousand and one hundred and seventy chapters of a strong enemy! !

"Feng Lan!"

A strong man made the first move.

This person looks like a middle-aged man, with such a rough posture, and there is no carving on his appearance at all, which makes Ye Fantian's heart unbearably alert.

Such a person, if he hadn't possessed absolute strength, probably wouldn't have become like this.

A strong person does not put his heart on things other than martial arts.

But everyone has a love of beauty, so even old monsters with a thousand years of age, or even ancient living fossils that have been around for thousands of years, they will deliberately design their appearance to a certain degree, precisely because of this The reason, this made Ye Fantian affirm that the person in front of him was not someone who could easily be confronted.

Because this person is a generation who is obsessed with martial arts.

hum...

The space trembled, and thousands of winds started to roll up from here!

The Gang Qi changed again, forming a huge dragon-shaped gust of wind, each gust of wind was extremely tyrannical, and every twist could make the surrounding aura more tyrannical.

Under such a posture, the rivers of wind and wind cut countless spaces, forming thousands of rivers of cracks!

Immediately, they fused together in a mighty manner, and finally turned into a huge unparalleled wind toward Ye Fantian, and forcibly began to kill the opponent.

The other party is a remarkable person. Although this person's cultivation is not as good as the Qilin Holy King, it is not much. The level is no more than the sixth level of the Mahayana Bone Refining Realm, but this person's foundation is solid. Quite firm, decisive shot, without the slightest ruthlessness.

"Brother Weng, I'll help you!"

The young man with the terrifying fire unicorn imprint between his brows roared loudly.

The rest of the elders and the first disciples from other big families also surrounded Ye Fantian himself.

"That's Weng Wufeng, son of the wind..."

"Yes, according to legend, the other party has obtained a divine wind from the ancient times, which is unparalleled and unfathomable!"

"Terrible gang wind, that is a unique skill that has killed countless strong men!"

"Tch, that Qilin King is not weak..."

Someone started talking.

"Yes, although this Qilin King is not a direct bloodline, it can withstand the experience of changing blood. Every drop of blood in the body is extremely pure, even compared to that of the Qilin King. It’s a terrifying effect!!”

"So many strong men shot together, this kid has completely fallen..."

"I don't know, how many treasures this guy got..."

"Yeah, if you can get one or two treasures from this person, it's not in vain this time..."

With the siege of Na Weng Wufeng and Huo Qilin, the space around Ye Fantian suddenly burst into flames!

The wind helps the fire, and its power is unparalleled!

The power of both is not something that ordinary martial arts can resist.

Unparalleled, looking at all directions, all I can see, the flames of war are raging, and the thunderous coercion is suppressed, causing the heavens, the earth, and the seas to begin to form illusions like gods!

"□□!"

Several strong men also shot together and shouted.One thousand and one hundred and seventy chapters of a strong enemy! !

"Feng Lan!"

A strong man made the first move.

This person looks like a middle-aged man, with such a rough posture, and there is no carving on his appearance at all, which makes Ye Fantian's heart unbearably alert.

Such a person, if he hadn't possessed absolute strength, probably wouldn't have become like this.

A strong person does not put his heart on things other than martial arts.

But everyone has a love of beauty, so even old monsters with a thousand years of age, or even ancient living fossils that have been around for thousands of years, they will deliberately design their appearance to a certain degree, precisely because of this The reason, this made Ye Fantian affirm that the person in front of him was not someone who could easily be confronted.

Because this person is a generation who is obsessed with martial arts.

hum...

The space trembled, and thousands of winds started to roll up from here!

The Gang Qi changed again, forming a huge dragon-shaped gust of wind, each gust of wind was extremely tyrannical, and every twist could make the surrounding aura more tyrannical.

Under such a posture, the rivers of wind and wind cut countless spaces, forming thousands of rivers of cracks!

Immediately, they fused together in a mighty manner, and finally turned into a huge unparalleled wind toward Ye Fantian, and forcibly began to kill the opponent.

The other party is a remarkable person. Although this person's cultivation is not as good as the Qilin Holy King, it is not much. The level is no more than the sixth level of the Mahayana Bone Refining Realm, but this person's foundation is solid. Quite firm, decisive shot, without the slightest ruthlessness.

"Brother Weng, I'll help you!"

The young man with the terrifying fire unicorn imprint between his brows roared loudly.

The rest of the elders and the first disciples from other big families also surrounded Ye Fantian himself.

"That's Weng Wufeng, son of the wind..."

"Yes, according to legend, the other party has obtained a divine wind from the ancient times, which is unparalleled and unfathomable!"

"Terrible gang wind, that is a unique skill that has killed countless strong men!"

"Tch, that Qilin King is not weak..."

Someone started talking.

"Yes, although this Qilin King is not a direct bloodline, it can withstand the experience of changing blood. Every drop of blood in the body is extremely pure, even compared to that of the Qilin King. It’s a terrifying effect!!”

"So many strong men shot together, this kid has completely fallen..."

"I don't know, how many treasures this guy got..."

"Yeah, if you can get one or two treasures from this person, it's not in vain this time..."

With the siege of Na Weng Wufeng and Huo Qilin, the space around Ye Fantian suddenly burst into flames!

The wind helps the fire, and its power is unparalleled!

The power of both is not something that ordinary martial arts can resist.

Unparalleled, looking at all directions, all I can see, the flames of war are raging, and the thunderous coercion is suppressed, causing the heavens, the earth, and the seas to begin to form illusions like gods!

"□□!"

Several strong men also shot together and shouted.